"The White-Robed Youth is Lin Qiubai, probably the strongest among the fifteen-year-olds of the Sacred Dynasty. No peer has been able to force him to use all his strength."
"Perhaps only a disciple of the Sacred Sect who has been in seclusion for two or three years could suppress him."
The boys were discussing among themselves, their expressions a mix of envy, jealousy, and awe.
Xia Qing's face was not bright.
This honor and brilliance should have belonged to him, Xia Qing.
But now, being alongside Lin Qiubai meant he was in the position of a loser.
This made Xia Qing feel disgusted, as if he had been trampled on, and his gaze towards Lin Qiubai was filled with anger.
Meanwhile, Lin Qiubai stood silently, his gaze calmly fixed on the Autumn Water Garden ahead.
Inside the garden, the trees were lush, and a rich aura floated in the air. A rising sun bathed that misty aura in golden light, creating a dreamlike scene.
After lingering outside the Autumn Water Garden for a while, a group of celestial cranes that countless boys longed for appeared from afar. Their elegant wings flapped gracefully as they landed in the designated area left for the gentlemen by the Flower-Transferring Palace.
As the fairies entered, a faint fragrance began to spread, making one feel as if they were in a flower field.
Some boys even turned red in the face, their breathing becoming heavy...
The beauty of the Maiden of Cardamom from the Flower-Transferring Palace could truly ignite one's blood.
Yuan Chonghuan looked at those foolish boys and couldn't help but sneer.
Glancing sideways, he noticed that Lin Qiubai was almost falling asleep.
"Lin Brother, don't you like beauty?"
Yuan Chonghuan was curious; Lin Qiubai seemed to have a more ascetic demeanor.
He cared little for the outside world and often responded with indifference.
"Being too altruistic isn't good either."
Lin Qiubai recalled Su Jing, scenes from the past flashing before his eyes like a movie reel, pausing at the moment Su Jing stepped into the coffin.
His heart felt a slight jolt.
What kind of entity was the Willow Tree after millions of years? Would Su Jing be in danger? When would he return?
Lin Qiubai's thoughts shifted again.
The face of Zhen Xian appeared in his mind.
That quirky little girl was quite amusing when she made faces and acted silly.
Although she had gone out to experience things as well. With the Azure Wing Thundercloud Leopard by her side, there shouldn't be any significant danger, right?
Lin Qiubai tucked away his memories and lightly licked his lips, continuing to wait in front of the Autumn Water Garden.
Hearing Lin Qiubai's inexplicable remarks, Yuan Chonghuan looked bewildered. After pondering for a moment, he suddenly seemed to discover something new.
"Lin Brother has someone special in mind? No wonder you haven't even glanced at Bie Xue Xian Ji."
Lin Qiubai remained silent.
...
After a while, a unique group parted from the crowd and approached the front.
They were dressed in Sect attire, with the cuffs and chest adorned with the Auspicious Cloud Rune.
"Those are disciples of Yun Yin Sheng Zong!"
With a low exclamation, everyone turned to look at that group.
The Auspicious Cloud on their chests appeared particularly exquisite, with a small Blue Flame imprinted in the center using Formation.
The flame represented their years of enrollment; a blue flame indicated they had only been enrolled for one year.
In contrast, the Elder's flame was purple, indicating a one-star Elder. The Elder before them was a Three-Star.
"The attire of Yun Yin Sheng Zong is incredibly elegant!"
Some Young Martial Artists admired the fitted white Sect robes, realizing that wearing such clothing would certainly make a striking impression.
"I must enter the Holy Sect to study!"
"The Holy Sect is the best place to witness the talents of the Xian Sheng Dynasty. Although the pressure there is immense, my progress will surely be remarkable."
Some clenched their fists, filled with excitement, as if they had already stepped halfway into the Holy Sect.
"Alright, all members entering to comprehend the Autumn Water Maiden Stele have arrived.
Let’s enter; this is a gift from the Xian Sheng Dynasty to you. Remember to be grateful!"
A resonant voice echoed in the garden as Lin Qiubai nodded slightly. Throughout this journey, his unpleasant encounters had all come from Evil Cultivators.
The various measures taken by the Xian Sheng Dynasty truly warmed the hearts of the martial artists.
"Enter!"
As the final resounding announcement echoed, most of the young martial artists on the open ground vanished in an instant.
Lin Qiubai and Yuan Chonghuan then soared into the air, flying towards the interior.
The Autumn Water Garden featured clear ponds and streams, with artificial hills and obstacles, resembling a royal garden—exquisite and unparalleled, with sculptures and fountains that were marvels of craftsmanship.
In the distance, a black stone tablet stood tall against the landscape.
Countless black dots surged towards it like ants drawn to sugar.
"Quick, grab a spot! The closer you are, the deeper your understanding of the Realm will be. There was once a Young Prodigy who increased his Realm by twenty percent after a single comprehension!"
Someone spread this alarming news.
"Is it really that terrifying?!"
Many were astonished; an increase of twenty percent in Realm would lead to a terrifying boost in combat power!
Upon hearing this, Lin Qiubai felt a slight chill.
Yuan Chonghuan's cheeks flushed with excitement as well.
"Let's secure a spot closer to the front! If I can reach thirty percent Sword Intent, that would be amazing."
Yuan Chonghuan possessed a natural sword body, so comprehending Sword Intent would provide him with an even more exaggerated enhancement, which was why he was overjoyed.
The two quickly agreed and accelerated their pace, landing in front of the stone tablet in the blink of an eye.
Except for the disciples of Yun Yin Sheng Zong who did not recognize Lin Qiubai, all the other youths were aware of his ferocity.
However, they all pretended not to know this "nameless individual."
The gaze and demeanor of the group were very orderly, as if they had planned everything in advance.
The leading youth of the Yun Yin Sect, Wang Yan, looked at Lin Qiubai with a furrowed brow. He felt that Lin Qiubai's nonchalance was a silent provocation.
"Young man, you must not be aware of the rules here. This is the territory of both my Yun Yin Sect and the Yihua Sacred Palace."
Wang Yan spoke slowly, and the warning was evident.
"Oh. That rule no longer applies."
Lin Qiubai replied dismissively.
His thoughts were not on Wang Yan; instead, he was curiously gazing at the towering black stone tablet that resembled a ten-story skyscraper.
A smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"You really don't know what's good for you! I'll personally escort you out. You should stay at the back!"
If Lin Qiubai had shown some understanding of the rules and taken a step back, Wang Yan would certainly not have pursued the matter further.
However, Lin Qiubai's dismissive attitude showed no sign of awareness.
Wang Yan felt a surge of anger.
Representing the Yun Yin Sect, he could not afford to lose face for them!
With that thought in mind, Wang Yan reached out and placed his palm on Lin Qiubai's shoulder, channeling his Vital Energy to throw Lin Qiubai backward.
Having cultivated in the Yun Yin Sect for a year, Wang Yan had already reached the Third Layer of Yuan Dan Realm. With a solid foundation, how could he not handle someone who had just entered the Yuan Dan Realm like Lin Qiubai?
Yet even in his distraction, Lin Qiubai did not budge an inch under Wang Yan's force.
The boy behind had a dazed expression, his face filled with astonishment.
"This..."
"Since you are so stubborn, you can't blame me, Wang."
Wang Yan slowly stepped back two paces and drew his longsword, preparing to unleash two portions of Sword Intent.
"It's about to start!"
The boys waiting to watch the spectacle instantly erupted with excitement.
It was high time for Lin Qiubai to face some punishment!
"After entering the Holy Sect, one's cultivation feels like it has been solidified by a heavy hammer. The Third Layer of Yuan Dan Realm is as solid as iron. One can only challenge those of a higher level, not be challenged by them!
Moreover, among the Saint Sect Disciples, it is rare for someone to challenge three minor levels above them."
"Exactly! Facing an ordinary Yuan Dan Realm practitioner, challenging up a level isn't difficult.
But Wang Yan is one of the best in the Holy Sect; Lin Qiubai will definitely be suppressed!"
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